Saturday, January 22, 2011

Oh there I am...

I won't lose my place.
I finished this 21 days into my bible reading. Kind of feeling guilty that the red colors number is 666. I think God will forgive me. My inspiration was a towel in the same color.

Monday, January 17, 2011


Parenting is the hardest thing I have ever done, and I have done some pretty hard things in my day. Being responsible for another life is quite daunting. It's more than can be written in a book or passed on from mom to daughter. Mix into that daunting pot, "challenging" children. Ones that don't "fit the mold", not one, but all 3 and now things get even more interesting. Parenting really takes on a life of it's own in the house. Try as I may, it becomes impossible to integrate parenting and living together into one working organism.
I remember back when I was in one of those parenting classes before I was an actual parent. A man asked the following question (need I mention that MOST questions are not stupid)

The man: "When will my wife have the baby?"
The instructor: "After she dilates to 10 cm and is totally effaced...... blah blah blah."
The man: "No, When is she going to go into labor. I just need to know, I'd like to plan."

Wouldn't we all. Even at that early stage of parenting I knew that was too much to ask for, but I tell ya, I fear some genetics were never meant to be mixed. Rick and mine, NOT A GOOD COMBO! Still, I know how the man felt. Even though I knew that that was a question that could not be answered, of course, I wanted an answer.

I feel like the older my kids get, the more unanswerable questions come up. When their tears and the yelling come, and mine as well, which is daily here, I have to take it as the day has presented it to me. Some days I can handle others, not so much.

Take this morning, please :-) Over a 45 minute period the following things happened:

3 up and "awake"
3 need to be fed
2 need clothes found
2 need constant hounding to get dressed
2 inform me that it is too cold to get dressed
2 need meds
1 needs a quick hair cut
1 goes through his daily 3-4 underwear because they all feel too tight, too poky, to baggy, etc.
1 tells me his whole face hurts
1 is following me around saying he is sorry
1 is on a verge of a very serious fit
1 is still in the bathroom getting more beautiful
1 is ready to go out to the bus in a sweatshirt and a thin jacket and a cotton fashion hat, and no mittens (temp outside 9F)
1 has pulled his boot apart and is angrily trying to put it back together
1 is still in his underwear
1 needs his hair flattened but not too wet
1 needs his coat snapped
1 needs to be reminded that they should be gone already
3 leave crabby

To sum up my rant, if I can look at this from 2 different view points:

1. (Positive view) Every house looks like this in the morning

2. (Negative view) I live in a nut home


Friday, January 14, 2011

snow snow snow clean clean clean it's all the same

Saw this today. It spoke to me. K~

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Been there. Done that. And not very well I might add.

To all the teachers of elementary school and junior high school.

I am writing this to you in a desperate fit of anxiety. I am a 43 year old mother of 3. I have a 3rd, 6th and 8th grader. I just wanted to share that in all fairness, I have been through Grades k - 12 as well as college. I have finished the former mentioned education in the year of our Lord Nineteen hundred and ninety. I was even ambitious enough to take 8 more college courses 5 years later in 1995. I find myself some ought 15 years later entrenched in nightly rudimentary and new wave school work sessions. Although I have improved my spelling, grammar, reading aloud, history knowledge, math skills along with other topics I am too tired to remember, I find it has encumbered me beyond reason.

My day begins with remembering if homework has been finished, writing notes to teachers with follow up questions, concerns and explanations regarding homework. Then I move onto my day to day homemaking in fear of the 4:00 hour. At this time, the ritualistic purging of my children takes on a life of it's own. "What is your homework?" "When is it due?" and on and on. Then we move onto the panic hours. The dreaded after supper time. This is a 3 hour session of doing homework, printing out homework, crafting homework, and reviewing homework. And lastly, it is the worst of all sound that comes at around 10PM...... "Mom.. um.. I forgot about (you fill in the blank) it's due tomorrow and I totally forgot about it."

I am throwing myself on the mercy of the schools. I don't have the answer, but I sure do have a problem. I may be the only one out there that feels this way. If so, I expect extra special treatment. If I am not, please take my plea seriously, and that is as follows.... REMEMBER I HAVE DONE THIS BEFORE. PLEASE LEAVE ME OUT OF THE HOMEWORK SCENE.

Hanging my a thread.

Monday, January 10, 2011

The Producers - I'm Hysterical!!!

I love this movie. I think the first 1/2 is much better than the 2nd. Gene is absolutely fantastic in it. This scene hits a bit to close to home for me. I could not stop laughing! enjoy! K~

Wednesday, January 05, 2011

Back to work tonight

I look forward to going back to my job tonight. With the holidays and an unexpected sinus infection, I have been off for a few weeks. I just miss all that goes on at WRC. I miss the people and the animals. I miss helping as I can. YEAH! K~

Sunday, January 02, 2011

Working with leftovers

At the beginning of every new year and season, I try and condense the overflow of yarn I have. I am trying to use the yarn for something useful. With my Red Heart yarn, I am going to make a rug. With my cotton yarn, i am going to make a scarf and then hats. The scarf will be for me, and the hats, I might try and sell?? K~

Saturday, January 01, 2011

Here we go...

So I read my first day with the One Year Bible. I know now why bible studies are hard for me. I got 1/2 way through the first page and had a few big questions. It's as if I never read the bible before, which I have a few times. I am looking forward to this. I look forward to see how my understanding develops along the way. Thanks again Bob! K~
Oh Bob, Got the gifts, LOVE THEM!! Very sweet. I assume the peanut pudding is for the bird feeder? K~